So I was writing about self image because of thinking about shit because of fat camp which led to thinking about what I am trying to replace when I swallow food instead of feeling emotions which led to me thinking about the 1 in 5 college girls who get sexually assaulted which led to trying to write a story about a girl who gets raped which led me to thinking about how I never have been raped but I have fucked a lot of guys to avoid it coming to that which led to thinking about if promiscuity can ever be healthy which led to thinking and writing about relationships I have had with men over the years which led me back to writing about self image and then I was just in a loop so I decided to write about not writing about any of it.
There.